love like a sunset part two

I hate those sudden movements in life where at one point you feel like you have the world in your hands, and in the next split second you loose it all and feel like you are falling and you have nothing to grab onto. Its not like anything always happens in order for a person to experience this, it's like it occurs out of no where to make them feel like fucking shit. I mean, what's the point? It's just some idiotic reason to feel sorry for yourself, and yeah, it works splendidly.
Not everything happens for a reason, but most things do. I'm too much of an over-analytical freak to even consider just cruising over the surface of things, and turn a blind eye to the other possibilities. I need to dig deep and scroll through all the emotional elements, and completely disregard any positive thoughts.
I mean we don't all suffer from psychosis, we all can't deal with everything as well as some can. We can't push issues away so easily. But seriously, it's reality, all of us experience these shit traumatic misfortunes, in many variously different situations. Some just cope better than others.
I hate this.